The miraculous act of firing 12 arrows in a row seemed to the two nobles, Henry and Jacob, as well as the knights and onlookers around them, that even the Rogue Robin Hood in English folklore could not do it.

Whether or not these people who lived at the end of the Middle Ages believed it, Isabel Walton did something more magical than legend. Then, under the influence of latent vanity and the exclamations of the audience, she fought hard to fire the 12th arrow after aiming it perfectly.

Although the nobles and commoners present had no idea that this lady "Robin Hood" came from a later modern country, and it was impossible for them to understand why the physique of modern humans was much stronger than that of humans at the end of the Middle Ages, they were still deeply impressed by the "saint" energy in Isabel's body.

After being told about this miraculous deed, Father Boniface Thomas knelt in front of the Crucifix in the church of Nazareth and prayed. Whoever it is will never know what the priest who professed eternal obedience to Protestantism was praying.

"This woman is definitely a witch from Europe. Unexpectedly, her magic was so powerful that it bewitched the souls of His Highness and everyone. ”

"O God, forgive me my sins."

"Please give me a chance to repent and not let my sins be hidden. So that I can destroy the enemies of Jesus Christ and kill this female heretic before the last drop of blood is shed! ”

"God, the cause of Christ is in danger right now, but I am confident that your followers will be invincible. I, as a devout believer of yours, will eventually die for my faith too! ”

When Sir Alex Ferguson, who was the burly man, returned to the Duke with a humanoid target full of arrows after receiving Henry's order, he said excitedly: "Your Highness, this is Squire's arrow target. ”

After counting the arrows that hit the bull's-eye, Henry said to everyone, "Of the thirteen arrows shot by Squire, Miss Walton, nine of them hit the bull's-eye. The rest of the arrows were shot around the bull's-eye. ”

Suddenly, Isabel felt herself surrounded by envious stares from all directions, and from time to time she could hear some compliments. As a lord, Henry naturally has to take responsibility for his words and fulfill the promises he made before. Sweeping his gaze away from the faces of the people at the scene, he whispered a few words to the manservant Eugene beside him.

Jacob Wycliffe, Earl of Lancashire, left Nottingham Castle with his men laden with a lot of prey. Isabel was deeply afraid that Henry would change his mind, and that the red-haired boy would see through his plan, and after thinking about it, she said, "Your Highness, what are you going to do with these prey that Lord Lancashire has given me?" ”

Henry asked rhetorically, "How?" Miss Walton, I promised you that you could dispose of these prey on your own. Eat it or store it for the winter, or give it to someone you know, I won't ask again. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness. One more thing, Your Highness, can I find a few servants to help me deal with these prey? ”

"Absolutely."

Now, Isabel was completely relieved and focused on how to sell so much of the prey she had acquired. Henry saw that she had no interest in talking to him any longer, and suddenly felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.

He had no choice but to look for the subject again and said, "Miss Walton, don't you want to know what gift I intend to give you?"

Isabel said casually, "Your Highness, are you planning to give me another war horse?" ”

"yes, how do you know?"

"Your Highness, as a knightly squire of Sir Augustine, I have a horse left to prepare for you to fight."

"Fighting? Miss Walton, fighting is not what a lady should do. ”

"Really? If I don't fight, how can I better protect myself against strong enemies and evil?! ”

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After one of the servants brought Isabel a black, strong, purebred Bob horse, Henry left the Lancers' garrison with some slow steps, regretting that he could not invite Isabel to the feast tonight. Of course, he could learn from his merry father, who had an affair with the queen's lady-in-waiting and ended up in marriage.

However, now he is still a shadowless thing even in his first marriage, so how can he talk about extramarital affairs? The old Sir Augustine may have been able to relate to Henry's feelings, but there was nothing he could do unless Isabel was willing to be Henry's mistress or secret lover.

Jacob gave Isabel a full-fledged stag, a sturdy boar with baring fangs, a pair of hares, a peacock, a swan, and cranes, herons, mallards, pheasants, pigeons, and other birds. Coupled with the monster-like giant boar that Henry gifted, if so many prey don't find a way to divide and dispose of them quickly, I'm afraid that it will be a long time before all of them will rot and deteriorate.

In this era, there were no refrigerators, and no refrigerators could cut the meat of the prey into small pieces and freeze them. Therefore, the only way that can be thought of is to marinate the meat of the prey with salt to make cured meat. In this regard, Isabel can't help but feel a little nostalgic for modern home appliances.

The would-be lancers present were also some intelligent people, and they could probably see what kind of attitude their lord had towards Isabel. So, like a cultivated gentleman, everyone stays away from almost the prey that is almost at his fingertips.

When everyone was gone, only Isabel's knight teacher remained near her. Augustine was stunned at the sight of her in front of a large pile of dead, still fresh prey, and smiled and said, "Well, that's good." If you sell all this prey, you'll have the money to pay off what you owe me. ”

When Isabel heard these words, she quickly turned to Sir and said, "God, how did I forget this?" Sir, can I pay you back the money I owe you later? Now, I really need the money to sell these prey. ”

"Isabel, what do you want to do with all this money?"

"Sir, frankly, I'd like to find a bowsmith to make a longbow that suits me."

"Really? Is there a better way to make a bow that is more powerful than a longbow? Or do you want a cross that is more popular on the European continent? ”

"No, while the Cross is better for me, it still has a number of weaknesses compared to the Longbow."

After pondering for a while, Jazz crossed his arms over his chest and nodded, "I believe your words." Well, I can help you get rid of the prey that will rot quickly. ”

Augustine said, "Now, take the horse that Your Highness has given you, and go to the county to find a bowmaker named Reese, and he will be able to help you." ”

"I see. Sir, I'll go right away. Isabel took off the quiver behind her, put down her longbow and stepped on her horse, and whipped away towards Richmondshire, outside the castle.